Been up since 3am with a sick husband. After nearly 2 hours of pretending I could get back to sleep in our bed because he was “about to settle back down”, I finally decided to go sleep in the other room.
Of course this was the time Lewis decided to wake up screaming. I thought, “no big deal. I’ll just bring him into bed in the other room with me. Plenty of time for more sleep”.
He did not want to be in there. So after 20 minutes of screaming in my face, I am now camped out in the rocker with the kid, an hour away from when my alarm is going to go off, with no signs of the kid going back to sleep.
So I guess 3am is wakeup call today. Thanks, family. Thanks very much.